January 19, 2010
memories
I’m screaming.
My hand is holding my left knee and I’m trying to stop.
Trying to stop screaming so I stop scaring Zack.
I need him to tell D my knee’s come out.
He is Terrified.
Max is having a nap.
Zack is terrified.
He thinks his mummy must be dying or something.
He runs up the stairs where D’s already [...]
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November 18, 2009
memories
S was the stitches that kept us from completely ripping apart that day. She took me out of the pub, still not sure what had happened. Took me round the corner to the wee nook she’d just been smoking in. I could smell her not quite stale smoke still lingering there.
He… he… he cheated, with [...]
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